more reflections on early virginians

[novangla]

The fellow on NPR was describing the newly unveiled presidential coins-- "John Adams looks kind of like Mozart, Thomas Jefferson like David Cassidy, and James Madison looks like a middle-aged high school teacher trying to impress his students-- bald, with a ponytail

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[aslan_loyal]

I got a good kick out of that since the first Seal in America was part of the Virginia company. lol That sounds about right for that side of the family. (And for the South in general... honestly.) I digress, it was a hard life in Virginia. Not the easiest place to live. In that regard, maybe it was a balancing act? Eh, the north has bitter cold and the south has yellow fever, malaria and a whole bunch of other things dealing strictly with humid climates. Anyways... I'm still hungover from my foray with the wine bottle last night so I'm not making much sense. haha

[tearosefury]

Haha I really like the way you sum up Virginia and New England. Pretty much. And what about this guy who keeps sleeping around?, how does he put it in his diaries?, I mean I'm sure he doesn't write "and then I felt this girl up" so I am wondering how that translated in 17th-18th century New England. *lol* funny.

[novangla]

NO HE DOES

[ninepointfivemm]

He ROGERED her. AHAHAHAH. *dies*

Of all words, he used rogered. Oh, that is too great.

[novangla]

For the record, I am aware that I spelled "cavalier" "cavalair". I'm not sure what a cavalair is.

[asundaybeat]

I'm going to have to go with the South. Singing with actual notes and pretty clothes are just fine by me. I could even deal with that creepy guy. Of course, my method of getting rid of him (telling his wife and hoping she beats the crap out of him) wouldn't really work. We'll see when I go to Italy.

Just so you know, I woke up a while ago and Becca was not there. And I was waking up from a bad dream, too. Then I called you and you didn't pick up and you are away on teh onlines. It was a sad thing. Come back sooner plzkthx.

[anonymous]

Have you ever read the Diary of Samuel Pepys? He gropes a woman in church, and is baffled when she stabs him with a hatpin. He sleeps with all his maids, then suspects his long-suffering wife (whom he beats when she wears an unflattering hair ribbon) of having an affair with her dancing master. Like Byrd, he wanders town (London, in his case) looking for women at least half-ready for a frolic. His vanity requires no response, and makes a welcome of indifference. And generations of historians have considered him lovable.

He never gives anyone a flourish, though. That does win.

[anonymous]

And Pepys, too, says "roger."